twinkles1994OPVancouver, Washington USA2,258 posts
Yesterday my little boy got his first set of stitches. I say first set because boys tend to be a little reckless than girls so I expect more stitches in the future. He was playing in a hill of dirt barefoot and got a 2 inch gash on the inside of his right foot. He handled it like a little trooper. He laughed through the shot of novacain in his cut. I on the other hand didn't do so well. I nearly fainted when they were putting the stitches in. My friends have laughed at me for this, but the reason behind the near fainting is simple. If it had been anyone else's child I wouldn't even flinch. I can handle all the customary cuts, scrapes, and bruises that come with having kids. I just can't handle the big cuts and stitches on my own. Something about seeing way more blood than is necessary coming from my children. My boy is going a little stir crazy today because I'm making him stay off his bad foot.
twinkles1994: Yesterday my little boy got his first set of stitches. I say first set because boys tend to be a little reckless than girls so I expect more stitches in the future. He was playing in a hill of dirt barefoot and got a 2 inch gash on the inside of his right foot. He handled it like a little trooper. He laughed through the shot of novacain in his cut. I on the other hand didn't do so well. I nearly fainted when they were putting the stitches in. My friends have laughed at me for this, but the reason behind the near fainting is simple. If it had been anyone else's child I wouldn't even flinch. I can handle all the customary cuts, scrapes, and bruises that come with having kids. I just can't handle the big cuts and stitches on my own. Something about seeing way more blood than is necessary coming from my children. My boy is going a little stir crazy today because I'm making him stay off his bad foot.
I have worked as a Medical Assistant where I helped with minor surgeries, and went to Nursing School (no, didn't graduate, good reasons) where I watched many procedures and surgeries, as well as treating many wounds. However, my younger son has taught me several times that the easiest way to make me turn pale and feel faint is to see him bleed. And he finds this extremely funny.
His last cut was the length of his thumb with a surgically sharp knife, thankfully (due to the sharpness) only the skin was involved. His way to keep himself amused while waiting for the stitches at the hospital? Check it's bleeding status and show me. "Gee, mom, you turned white again. Are you OK?"
twinkles1994OPVancouver, Washington USA2,258 posts
druidess6308: So glad to know I'm not the only one, Twinkles!
I have worked as a Medical Assistant where I helped with minor surgeries, and went to Nursing School (no, didn't graduate, good reasons) where I watched many procedures and surgeries, as well as treating many wounds. However, my younger son has taught me several times that the easiest way to make me turn pale and feel faint is to see him bleed. And he finds this extremely funny.
His last cut was the length of his thumb with a surgically sharp knife, thankfully (due to the sharpness) only the skin was involved. His way to keep himself amused while waiting for the stitches at the hospital? Check it's bleeding status and show me. "Gee, mom, you turned white again. Are you OK?"
(Funny now, but not at the time.)
Don't you just love how our sons have fun at our expense!
twinkles1994: My mom told him after he got his stitches that the girls are going to like him even more because chicks dig scars! He thinks that's pretty cool!
That's what the Physician's Assistant that did the stitching told my son! Made him grin...he's 13 (almost 14).
Ah, my dear, it's the stitches and the broken bones that are the easy fix for us moms, (hard when you are going through it, so I 'm not minimizing it), but when they get older and find out the college they want to go to isnt taking people below the top ten in Sat scores and they are 10.999 in the nation, or when a girlfriend/boyfriend breaks their heart or when you see they are doing something that will have painful life consequences and you have nothing to say about it, except to wait and clean up the mess later of their broken heart, yes...those are the mom things that are hard... I have five children, one a police officer with a bachelors degree, another in college and three younger at home- cherish those times when you can cuddle them and bandage them and make their world better just by being a mom, I would kill to go back to those days my dear... you sound like a wonderful mom..hugs to you!
I can so relate. I rememer my first experience with stitches occured the night we sat in the ER with my youngest. It took 4hrs to see a doctor. Her older sis was only 16 months old and couldn't sit still the entire time. Anyway, we were finally on our way out the door when she tripped over her feet and fell face first into an end table. There was blood everywhere and I just about fell apart. Combination of fear and exhaustion. Luckily the nurse grabbed us right up and we didn't have to wait. My daughter was so proud of her black eye and stitches she showed it off like a trophy (and the tiny scar on my daughters beautiful face is hardly visible!)
twinkles1994OPVancouver, Washington USA2,258 posts
My son has been hamming it up with his stitched up foot! He's got his big sis fetching for him. She's been bringing him chocolate milk, books to read, and basically whatever else he wants. This is the most peaceful time I've had with them since they were babies. They haven't fought over a single thing! I'm in heaven! Once the stitches are out it will be life as usual. I did have to point out to my daughter that since she's being so nice to her brother it just proves that she really does love him and doesn't really want me to trade him in for a puppy!
twinkles1994OPVancouver, Washington USA2,258 posts
mindfful: i can relate i raised two one had to be tied to a papoose board for a slight procedure to his willie when he was 2ish
i was hysterical i guess cuz he was hysterical
hes 29 now i remember it like it was yesterdayhe doesnt hahaha
I told my son about when he was 3 and the toilet seat fell on his! I think I'll tell that story to the first woman he brings home to meet me when he grows up!
twinkles1994: I told my son about when he was 3 and the toilet seat fell on his! I think I'll tell that story to the first woman he brings home to meet me when he grows up!
SirenLydiaBury St Edmunds, Suffolk, England UK4,138 posts
Tis true, I'm the same with mine.
Aged about six my daughter fell and got some grit embedded in her knee, the doctor was getting it out she was sreaming blue murder and my son went and hid with his hands covering his ears under a chair, he was four! I didn't know which to comfort and I was losing it myself!
Yet with others children I was always able to cope well.
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